It’s hilarious, laughable, pathetic even, how love could either build you or ruin you and yet knowing this, people still chase after it like the rise of golden light beyond the horizon, or the last drop of dew in twilight, or the flutter of that one coral blue butterflies in buttercup paved meadow.
It’s frightening, daunting, startling even, how love makes your hands clammy like you’re being interviewed by the very man who founded the big shot company you’ve applied to.
And it’s utterly, impossibly, unbelievable how love comes in many ways like a bump and a spill of coffee on crisp white shirt, or a brush of hands upon a dusty leather brown book spine or an envelope obtained from a mailbox on one’s way back from grocery shopping.
Well, that’s exactly what’s happening to Min Yoongi, second son to one of the well-known elite families in Seoul. Most of the time, he couldn’t care less about family matters; business deals, dinner with alien faces and empty conversations─ those things he’s entitled to attend with mildly bored eyes and champagne he’ll never finish in one hand. But this particular matter, he can’t just not care. One, because it directly concerns him (as if the cursive letter of his name engraved in bold black against crisp white isn’t enough indication). Two, because it’s from a certain someone in his family who he’s fond of.
Is written on the top of the not so neat written paper.
❝ What are you doing here? ❞
❝ You must go. Save yourself. Only you can resurrect me. ❞
❝ By eating the sacred scarabs, I would be cursed to stay alive forever. And by eating me, they were cursed just the same. ❞
❝ I knew this was gonna be a lousy day. ❞
❝ Personally, I would like to surrender. Why can we not just surrender? ❞
❝ Then let’s run away. Right now. While we can still make it. ❞
❝ Now gimme your revolver, you’ll never use it anyway. ❞
❝ Let’s play dead, huh? Nobody ever does that anymore. ❞
❝ What are ya doing?! Wait up! ❞
❝ I’m gonna get you for this! ❞
❝ I’m sorry, it was an accident. ❞
❝ Have you no respect for the dead? ❞
❝ Where did you get this? ❞
❝ Two questions. Who the hell is Seti the First? And was he rich? ❞
❝ As the Americans would say: it’s all fairy tales and hokum. ❞
❝ I’m sure it was a fake, anyway. ❞ ❝ You lied to me! ❞ ❝ I lie to everybody, what makes you so special? ❞ ❝ And what is he in prison for? ❞ ❝ He said… he was just looking for a good time. ❞ ❝ What did you find? What did you see? ❞ ❝ Get me the hell outta here. ❞ ❝ I will give you one hundred pounds to spare his life. ❞ ❝ Yeah, I’d like ya to let me go. ❞ ❝ Then we will kill her, we will kill her and all those with her. ❞ ❝ For all the money we’re paying you, something better god-damned well be under that sand. ❞ ❝ Do you really think he’ll show up? ❞ ❝ Personally, I think he’s filthy, rude and a complete scoundrel. I don’t like him one bit. ❞ ❝ I have come to protect my investment, thank you very much. ❞ ❝ I only gamble with my life, never my money. ❞
❝ What makes you so confident, sir? ❞ ❝ Sorry, didn’t mean to scare ya. ❞ ❝ Still angry that I kissed ya, huh? ❞ ❝ The last time I was at that place everybody I was with died.
❞ ❝ By the way,… why did you kiss me? ❞ ❝ You always did have more balls than brains. ❞ ❝ Can you swim? ❞ ❝ Americans. ❞ ❝ I can’t believe the price of these fleabags. ❞ ❝ All night you snored!
❞ ❝ What in bloody hell is this? ❞ ❝ Ah, begging your pardon, but shouldn’t we be going? ❞ ❝ You boys owe me five hundred dollars. ❞ ❝ Where’d all these camels come from? ❞ ❝ That thing gives me the creeps. ❞
❝ What are those mirrors for? ❞ ❝ Who cares? I don’t see no treasure. ❞ ❝ You’re welcome to my share of the spider webs. ❞ ❝ Mummies, my good son, this is where they made the mummies. ❞ ❝ Ya scared the bejeezus out of us. ❞ ❝ I’ve had worse. ❞ ❝ Let’s be nice, children, if we’re going to play together, we must learn to share. ❞ ❝And when those dirty Yanks go to sleep – No offence. ❞ ❝ We’ll sneak up and steal that book right out from under them. ❞ ❝ What do you suppose killed him? ❞ ❝ I believe if I can see it and I can touch it, then it’s real. That’s what I believe. ❞ ❝ Why do you like to fight so much? ❞ ❝ LEAVE THIS PLACE!… LEAVE THIS PLACE DIE! ❞ ❝ For them to protect it like this, you just know there’s got to be treasure down there. ❞ ❝ …I am a librarian! ❞
❝ I can’t believe I allowed the two of you to get me drunk. ❞ ❝ You dream about dead guys? ❞ ❝ Stupid superstitious bastard. ❞ ❝ Oh my god, he was buried alive. ❞ ❝ What are you going to do? Shoot him? ❞ ❝ Did you see that!? Grasshoppers! Billions of grasshoppers! ❞ ❝ That’s one of the plagues, right? The grasshopper plague! ❞ ❝ Oh thank goodness, you’re one of the Americans, aren’t you? ❞ ❝ RUN, YOU SONS-A-BITCHES! RUUUUN! ❞ ❝ Help me,… please,… help me. ❞ ❝ No mortal weapons can kill this creature. He is not of this world. ❞ ❝ You left me! You left me in the desert to rot. ❞ ❝ Sweet Jesus! That tasted just like,…like… ❞ ❝ You saved me from the undead. For this, I shall make you immortal. ❞ ❝ There’s only one person I know who can possibly give us some answers. ❞
❝ And you think this justifies killing innocent people!? ❞ ❝ Okay, let’s cut to the chase. He’s afraid of cats, what’s that about? ❞ ❝ The hell with that! I’m not goin’ nowhere! We’re safe here. ❞ ❝ What friend? You’re my only friend. ❞ ❝ What are you looking for? Lie, and I’ll slit your throat. ❞ ❝ Something about bringing his dead girly-friend back to life. He needs the book… ❞ ❝ Ya know, ever since I met you, my luck has been for crap. ❞ ❝ The hell with this. I’m goin, downstairs to get me a drink. You want somethin’? ❞ ❝ Yeah, get me a glass of bourbon, a shot of bourbon and a bourbon chaser. ❞ ❝ Jealous? You kiddin’ me? Did you see that guy’s face? ❞ ❝ Is it dangerous? ❞ ❝ Save the damsel in distress, kill the bad guy and steal his treasure. ❞ ❝ You know, nasty little fellows such as yourself, always get their comeuppance. ❞ ❝ From now on, don’t touch anything. Not a damn thing. Keep your hands off the furniture, got it? ❞ ❝ He wants your heart and your brain, your liver, your kidneys… ❞
❝ I never killed a priest before. ❞ ❝ Kill them! Kill them all! And bring me the Book Of The Living! ❞ ❝ This just keeps gettin, better and better. ❞ ❝ Death is only the beginning. ❞ ❝ Well,… I guess we go home empty handed. ❞
“well hello again.” The familiar voice of Tamara Monroe rung out.
Remember how I said Nolan was going to get me killed? I think he just did.
I looked up glaring at Monroe. It was only Monroe and one other guy but, they both had their guns pointed at me. I could take them, I just needed a distraction. She put the barrel of the gun right between my eyes.
“you know I always thought of myself as a bit of a psychic, I had a feeling you were going to die, and well it looks like my prediction came true.” Monroe said moving her finger to the trigger.
“HEY ASSHOLE UP HERE.”
The other hunter turned his attention to where Theo stood waving his arms. He aimed his gun emptying his rounds on him. I took this time to grab the barrel of the gun that was pressed to my head before head butting Monroe in the face. She fell backwards grabbing her bleeding nose.
“I thought you were a psychic, bitch.” I growled before kicking the gun away from her.
The man, realizing what was happening, struggled to reload his weapon. I pulled out my belt clicking it in place. I swung it in one swift motion and the hunter fell to the ground.
His head separated from his body.
I killed him.
Monroe looked in horror, as did I.
“oh my gosh.” I breathed looking at what I had just done.
A arm reached out pulling me away. I looked up at Theo dragging me back to the car we came in. Liam was in the backseat passed out. The tires squealed as we pulled away from the zoo. I stared straight ahead lost in my thoughts. That man probably had a family and I took him away from his family. Nolan was right, I really was a monster now. So many thoughts were going through my head I barely heard Theo speak up from beside me.
“are you okay?” Theo asked glancing at me.
“I killed him. I killed a man.” I said looking at him.
“you get used to it.” Theo said.
“DON’T TELL ME I’LL GET USED TO IT! OH MY GOD I KILLED SOMEONE!” I screamed.
“if you don't calm down you can join Liam in the back seat.” Theo growled.
“HOW CAN YOU EXPECT ME TO CALM DOWN? OH MY GOD SCOTT, WHAT IS HE GOING TO SAY? HE’S GOING TO KICK ME OUT OF THE PACK.” I said putting my head in my hands.
“It was self defense, theirs a difference.” Theo said.
“YOU KILL PEOPLE NOT ME!” I said breathing heavily.
“I haven’t killed anyone today. Can’t say the same for you.” Theo smirked.
He thought it was funny. This most definitely was NOT funny.
“I’m going to add you to my list if you don’t shut up.” I growled finally slowing my breathing.
“are you finally calm?” Theo asked.
I shook my head yes not really believing it myself. An awkward silence filled the car.
“oh god I’m going to throw up.” I said causing Theo to pull over.
I threw open the door releasing everything I had eaten for the past few days. The images of the man's decapitated head filled my mind making me throw up again.
“what’s going on?” Liam asked finally awakening.
“Y/N killed someone.” Theo shrugged like it was no big deal.
“YOU DID WHAT?” Liam asked shooting straight up.
“seriously would you both chill out. He was going to put a bullet through your head if you didn’t take his off.” Theo said.
“I have to tell Scott.” I said looking at my hands.
Theo sighed before making a right turn to Scott’s house. I didn’t know how I was going to tell him but I needed too. I didn’t mean to kill him, I wouldn’t want to hurt anyone. Theo pulled in to Scott’s driveway giving me an annoyed look. I got out of the car taking deep breaths. I walk inside to see Scott, Malia, Lydia, Mason, Melissa, and Chris crowded around a map.
“Scott.” I started causing everyone to look at me.
I wanted to tell him but nothing would come out. He walked over putting his hands on my shoulders.
“what happened?” He asked looking concerned.
“Scott I’m so sorry, I..” I started but was interrupted by Rafe McCall bursting through the front door.
“the guns, they’re all gone.” Rafe said looking at Scott.
“yeah we know.” Scott growled.
“No I mean they were distributed. Distributed to the citizens of Beacon Hills.” He said looking at all of us.
distributed? they were supposed to be destroyed.
“guys.” Lydia said but no one was paying attention.
“GET DOWN!” she screamed.
the first bullet shattered the window making us duck for cover but it was no use they poured in one by one. I cried out before everything became one big blur.
NOLAN’S POINT OF VIEW
“Y/N!” I screamed as she rolled down the hill.
Liam growled coming at me, I tried to move past him but he threw me back. I couldn’t see where she was and it killed me.
“Liam I have to get her!” I said
“THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT.” Liam growled coming closer to me.
He was in full werewolf form backing me to the wall. I flinched as he punched the wall directly beside my head. He kept punching it again and again but never directly hit me. Suddenly Liam fell limp on the ground. Another guy stood behind him glaring directly at me.
“I’d run.” He said.
The other guy grabbed Liam dragging him off. I had to find her. I jumped up quickly trying my best to walk down the steep hill but I fell and went rolling too. I hurt my ribs on the way making it hard to breath. I hit the bottom feeling pretty rough. I was a little ways away but I could see everything. Monroe had the gun pointed right between her eyes.
“you know I always thought of myself as a bit of a psychic, I had a feeling you were going to die, and well it looks like my prediction came true.” Monroe said moving her finger to the trigger.
I tried to protest but I got the wind knocked out of me on the way down.
“HEY ASSHOLE UP HERE!”
the other hunter turned to where the guy from earlier was and started shooting at him. Y/N grabbed the barrel of the gun Monroe was holding before hitting Monroe in the face with her head. Monroe fell backwards clutching her nose.
“I thought you were a psychic, bitch.” Y/N said kicking the gun away from her.
“watch out.” I croaked but it was barely audible.
the other hunter was reloading his gun about to shoot her. Y/N removed her belt which I now know was a sword all along. She clicked it in place before swinging it. I watched in horror as the man’s head was severed by her blade. The man’s body fell limp and his head right next to the body. She jumped back in awe of what she did.
“oh my gosh.” She said dropping the sword.
The other guy came over pulling her away. Monroe got up examining the body of the hunter. She soon noticed me laying in the dirt. She came over helping me up.
“this is who she really is Nolan.” Monroe said pointing at the dead hunter.
I couldn't get the image of the hunter out of my mind. I couldn’t get the image of her doing it out of my mind either. I laid awake all night thinking of it. What bothered me most is her killing him did nothing to me. I still wanted her, I still wanted to help her, protect her, love her.
I walked in to school exhausted from everything that happened yesterday. I managed to make it through my first three classes but there was no sign of Gabe anywhere. I got up when the bell rang dragging myself to the next class. Gabe suddenly appeared blocking my way. He had a cut on his face with blood still seeping out of it.
“we have a problem.” He said grabbing my arm.
He led me to the locker room showing me the cracked mirror.
“what happened?” I asked.
“Liam and Theo, they were here asking about what happened at the McCall house.” Gabe said looking at me.
I gave him a confused look.
“what do you mean what happened at the McCall house?” I asked.
Gabe looked down guilty.
“Gabe what did you do?” I asked.
“I did it for you.” He said.
“Gabe what are you talking about?” I asked again.
“I shot up the house, but I told Monroe it was you. All of them were inside except for Theo and Liam.” He said.
I immediately thought about Y/N.
"why did you do that?“ I growled.
"you should be grateful, you’d be dead if it weren’t for me.” Gabe said getting in my face.
I took a deep breath taking off. I could feel the tears cloud my vision. She didn’t escape Monroe just to get killed by Gabe. I quickly got in my car driving to Beacon Hills Memorial. I ran up to the front desk asking if there was anyone with the last name Yukimura there. The nurse said no sending me away. More tears fell down my cheeks as I got back in my car. I refused to believe she was gone. I drove to her house seconds away from a panic attack. I ran to her door throwing it open.
“Y/N?” I called up the steps.
no answer. I quickly ran up the steps in her room but she wasn’t there either. I fell to my knees letting the tears roll down my cheeks. Suddenly the door slammed making me whip around. Scott stood there with his arms crossed in front of him.
“I knew you’d end up here eventually.” Scott said looking at me.
“where is she?” I asked.
“I can show you, but I’m going to need you to do something for us.” Scott said negotiating.
If I said yes there was no going back to Monroe.
“okay.” I said without hesitation.
“follow me.” Scott said walking out her door.
I followed behind him keeping my eyes on the ground. He led me to a blue jeep signaling for me to get in. I nodded my head getting in the passenger seat. To say this was an awkward situation was an understatement.
“what do I have to do?” I asked.
“you’ll know what to do when the time is right.” Scott said glancing at me.
what the hell did that mean?
“how did you know I would show up?” I asked.
“because I’ve been in love before, and I know what it looks like. You’ve never hurt anyone Nolan because deep down you’ve always known she was different but you loved her anyways. Now you just know what makes her and the rest of us different..” Scott said not taking his eyes off the road.
I took a minute to take in what he was saying. It was true, I always knew she was a little different but that’s what made me fall in love with her in the first place.
“She killed someone and I didn’t even care.” I said glancing at Scott.
“yeah Theo told me. He also told me how she proceeded to panic and then threw up afterwards. She would never mean to hurt anyone Nolan, I know her and so do you.” He said pulling in the parking lot.
I looked up to see the sign for Beacon Hills Animal Clinic. I gave him a confused look.
“we couldn’t take her to a hospital.” He said getting out of the car.
I followed after him. He opened the door before stepping to the side. She was laying on metal table, Liam was there holding her hand. His head snapped up as soon as I entered the room.
“what’s he doing here?” Liam growled.
“easy Liam, he’s here because he cares.” Scott said standing in front of me.
“whatever. I keep taking her pain but it isn’t doing anything.” Liam said.
Scott walked over leaning over her. She wasn’t moving.
“Is she dead?” I choked out.
I could feel a single tear run down my cheek.
“no but she’s going to be if we can’t get her to heal.” Liam said looking to Scott.
I walked closer to her. She had three bullet holes in her chest. I felt angry. I wanted to make Gabe pay for this.
“how do we get her to heal?” I asked looking at both boys.
“I don’t know, she needs to command the fox inside of her to heal itself but she can’t exactly do that right now.” Scott said.
“taking away her pain isn’t working either.” Liam said grabbing her hand again.
“can I try something?” I asked looking at Scott and then Liam.
Scott nodded his head moving out of the way. I walked to the side of her looking down at her perfect facial features. I took a deep breath before pressing my lips to hers. I kissed her with everything I had in me. I didn’t know if it would actually work but I needed to try.
“look.” Liam said.
I pulled away looking down at her. The three holes in her chest were healed over, like they were never there. She gasped shooting up off the table.
I like cliffhangers so you can have one more. Beaten coming soon xoxoxo
“What are you doing? Get the fuck up! It’s not nap time!” “Someone is shooting at me.” “Whelp, my girlfriend killed you.” “Congratulations, you fucked up.” “Oh my god, there are so many things.” “Did I not just do that?” “What is happening?” “Sure, take me. Let’s go.” “My girlfriend is doing all the work!” “You’re almost as confused as I am.” “I just like ran right into this raider camp. It’s fine.” “Random rocks and shit, just hanging out.” “Great. I got a rock.” “Let me just throw my ass just down this hole.” “I love that I’m getting on shit that works on my equipment from the Milky Way, out of these ancient tomb things that the people in this galaxy don’t even know about.” “Do you have to jump over that? You could walk just two inches!” “Guys, bridges are supposed to BRIDGE THINGS.” “I think your bridge is broken.” “I kinda really want to jump down there. I know I’ll die. But I want to.” “The music is going spastic, there’s shit flying in my face, there’s giant turnips in the sky… what the fuck is happening?” “I don’t even know what’s going on.” “Hold still! I want to shoot you!” “Let me live my life.” “My eyes are on fire.” “This water looks like pudding!” “They look like dumb little octopi.” “Now it’s time to die.” “I’m gonna punch your ass even though you fly, c'mere!” “Let’s go, guys! So I don’t die – where the fuck are all of you!?” “Well, it’s DEAD NOW.” “What? What, what, what? I don’t see anything! What do you want? WHAT?!” “I wanna get my MAD LOOT first.” “These robots have the juiciest thighs.” “ARE YOU TELLING ME THEY CRASHED HERE AND NOBODY NOTICED?” “ARE YOU FUCKING HIGH?” “I don’t know what the fuck you want from me, but if you think I believe this shit for one minute–” “Fucking – just die, I’m done with your plot!” “Knife to the eyeball!” “Are you dead now? What happened?” “That’s fucking, like, beautifully stupid.” “You have a little dialogue tree I can shimmy my butt up?” “Oh, get out you dirty whore.”
CONTEXT: The game was a homebrew of 5e, and the party had encountered a dragon, it was a DragonBorn Wizard, Tiefling Rogue male, Tiefling Rogue female, cleric (who by the way I killed off for being a backstabber to the ooc), and a halfling wizard.
DM (Me): Alright so Yume, you are down to 22 hp.
Tiefling Rogue Female(ooc): Shoot, okay, can I sneak attack?
DM(Me): Nat 1.
DM(Me): And dragon is going to bite Yume since she is closest.
*Nat fucking 20.
Tiefling Rogue Female (ooc): OH GOD.
Dm(Me): Damage time.
*I kid you the fuck not, the dice equaled 22 exactly.
*Whole table is just dying to the point where we had to take a 3 minute break*
- his confidant is extremely difficult to work through. what responses he likes change depending on where you are in the story. each rank also needs a particularly large amount of points to advance, forcing the player to hang out with him often.
- his availability is slightly lesser than other confidants.
- you also can’t advance past certain ranks depending on where you are in the story.
- hangouts aren’t useless. aside from getting extra confidant points, of course, they actually give the player insight on akechi’s habits, mannerisms, and subtle hints as to his true likes and dislikes as opposed to what he acts like for his reputation. expectedly, this makes it easier to determine how to advance his confidant.
- you can give male confidants gifts. for akechi specifically, up until rank 5, he’ll reject any gifts you try give him, but interestingly, you’ll still get points for the next rank (you get the most points from kiddie toys and figurines and the least or none from practical things). after rank 5, he’ll start accepting them.
- where you are in his confidant at certain points in the story WILL affect the rest of the story, as well as how he acts in leblanc and his confidant availability.
- 11/20 shit below!!! wooo!!!
- if you’re at rank 3 or lower, 11/20 will play out just like in canon.
- if you’re between ranks 4 and 6, he will be silent and act apathetic and emotionless for all of 11/20. he will also be remarkably stiffer on tv.
- if you’re at ranks 7 or 8, he will comment on how he wishes circumstances were different and show faint regret. he will be downright skittish on tv.
- if you’re at rank 9 (the highest you can get by 11/20), he will show open sorrow and regret and lament about how he wishes joker had never gotten involved with him. he stops appearing on tv altogether.
- if you’re not at rank 9 by 11/20, everything thereafter plays out like in canon.
- if you dedicated the blood, sweat, and tears to worst best boy and got to rank 9 by 11/20!!!
- first, congratulations; you got the true ending assuming you don’t broker a deal with the false god later.
- secondly, shido’s palace doubles as the theft of his distorted desires and a rescue mission for akechi.
- a brief summary of off-screen planning: lure akechi into shido’s palace to confront and negotiate with him.
- again, if you’re not at rank 9 already, the confrontation will play out just like in canon.
- if you’re at my true ending, akechi will be remarkably more quiet and fragile until morgana points out that he liked joker.
- then it’s the same fights and loki stuff except he focuses on joker specifically a lot more.
- his battle quotes are also less broadly about killing the phantom thieves and are more centered on “why did you bother,” “you wasted your time,” “get the hell out of my face,” etcetera. self-deprecatory comments.
- after defeating him, he comments on things that he admires/envies about each of the phantom thieves specifically (morgana’s dedication, ryuji’s ability to grow from his past, ann’s strength of heart, yusuke’s passion, makoto’s leadership, futaba’s ability to accept the past, haru’s kindness).
- he goes on. a tangent. a full-blown antihero monologue about joker. it’s actually why cognitive akechi has the time to show up; he won’t shut up about joker (selflessness, social stats if they’re all maxed lmao, ability to let go of the past, attracting such amazing friends, blah blah blah he’s emotional).
- he has the same showdown with cognitive akechi; however, ann shouts at him that he can’t give up now (you can literally pry “akechi and ann are best friends” from my cold dead hands; more on that separately).
- each of the phantom thieves join in one by one, encouraging him and telling him that he doesn’t have to lie down and die for shido.
- joker is the last one to chime in. you can choose one of two things to say: “thesis and antithesis, right?” and “your justice isn’t ending here, is it?” (i’m so lame help)
- akechi gets a new smiling portrait and he looks 10000x more genuine than he ever has and he’s crying a bit, aw.
- cognitive akechi shoots first but listen. futaba uses protect so he’s fine. so then he shoots his cognitive self and rejoins the phantom thieves before closing the shutter. please listen to me on this; i refuse to kill akechi in my ending or give him an ambiguous off-screen ending.
- a bunch of emotional stuff oh my god
- justice rank 10!
- and then his arcana changes from justice to aeon. look stuff up on the aeon arcana; it’s PERFECT for him in redemption.
- the phantom thieves try to call him crow but he wants to discard of that codename since it reminds him too much of his betrayal; he changes his codename to ace. i made a post about that elsewhere.
- akechi gets to confront his father and change his heart. he almost kills him, but ann (again, you’ll have to kill me before i give up this headcanon) stops him. he gets to monologue before letting shido confess his crimes himself, regardless of the justice of forcibly changing one’s heart.
- timeskip to the eighth palace: akechi is really really pissed at yaldabaoth for setting him up to fail from the start.
- aaaannndd akechi ends up happy and with friends but he still has to face justice for the murders he did commit.
- he believes he deserves the death penalty because the kid can’t think in moderation, but as both a minor and a victim of shido’s manipulation, he is rehabilitated rather than punished. sae sees to it.
- timeskip to when he’s a free man: the ex-phantom thieves are ECSTATIC to see him, sojiro surprisingly doesn’t hate him, likely because of akira and futaba, and akechi breaks down crying because he still doesn’t think he deserves to be so happy, but he’ll take it anyway.
- i want him to be happy atlus please
Pairing: Yoongi x reader Genre: BTS mafia au Warning: angst, smut (at some point), violence, mentions of prostitution/drugs, swearing, other dark themes I can’t think of right now
Word count: 1566
Summary:Y/N Y/L/N is the daughter of Y/F/N Y/L/N, leader of the most renowned gangs in the mafia. While working, Y/N catches the attention of Min Yoongi, leader of one of the most feared gangs within the mafia. And he will stop at nothing to get her…
Even Bech Næsheim prides himself on being generally pretty decently calm about things. There is one thing though …. he isn’t that calm about.
They are laying in bed, legs tangled and facing each other when it happens. Isak’s eyes shift the slightest bit from Even’s face and seem to focus on something behind him for a split second, then return to Even.
Even knows this. It’s the exact same way his mother had looked his entire life when she contemplated how do break those horrible news to him, whats behind him and at the same time not wanting him to panic.
Even’s eyes widen and he - with a quickness he didn’t know his sleepy and lanky body was capable of - turns and at the same time scoots away (read: more than half on Isak, who let out an indignant little hmpf).
There it was. Dangling in the space just right behind the spot his head had been a second ago. A freaking Spider. Making a strangled noise Even scoots even further away (read: climbs over Isak) and jumps out of the bed.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck” his voice is whiny and breathless. Eyes focusing on the little fucker he misses the disbelieving look his boyfriend gives him.
“Babe,” Isak starts, but Even shoots him a scared looking glare. “Don’t Babe me! Kill it!”
Isak raises both brows and opens his mouth. Obviously contemplating if he should continue this conversation or just commit the first degree insect murder. Well, he decides on a compromise. He reaches over and takes it in his hand and-
“OH MY GOD WHAT ARE YOU DOING?” Isak almost lets the spider go when he jumps at Even’s booming question.
“Jesus Christ, Even! I’m putting it outside! Would you fucking chill?”
Isak moves out of the bed and when he passes Even to get to the window, Even scrambles out of the way and almost out of the room. Isak rolls his eyes when he opens the window and places the spider outside.
“How can you even touch that thing?” Even shivers. He feels phantom spiders all over himself. He shivers again. Bc YUCK!
Isak scoffs “I’ve lived in an actual basement, Even. I lived among them” He seems to get an idea because he grins when he turns around and he raises his eyebrows in a dramatic way. “I am the Master of spiders!” He spreads his arms wide as he says that.
Even can’t help but snort at his silly boy. He is still remaining frozen at the bedroom door, though - arms driving over every part that somehow suddenly feels like little eight-legged things move around on it - so Isak crosses the distance between them.
“All good now. The spider is gone, Evi. Let’s go to sleep.” He says and tugs Even toward the bed.
“Ok, but ….” Even pulls his lips in and stares at the bed. Isak looks between his boyfriend and the bed.
“Uh,… want me to search it?” He asks, shrugging with one shoulder. He really expects Even to say no, of course not but Even’s head snaps to him with a relieved look in his eyes and face and he quickly says “Yes!”
Request: Okay I’m actually obsessed w the idea of Fionn and the reader being best friends turned romantic where literally eVeRyOnE on set is dying for them to get together and Harry keeps making sexual innuendos and Cillian or Jack are just being dads™ and forcing the two to talk and just super fluffy. I love your writing and I know you can make this incredible ❤️
A/N: I had so much fun writing this!
You had known Fionn Whitehead for practically your whole life. His mom and yours were close friends, so the two of you shared many play dates when you were toddlers. The forced play dates eventually grew into a really close friendship.
You both told each other everything, including your hopes and dreams.
So when Fionn was given the chance to live his dream by working on a big film, he made your dream happen as well. He got you hired as a make-up artist for Dunkirk.
You were still thanking him now, 6 months later.
The cast of Dunkirk was extremely close, so you were close with them too since you and Fionn were always together.
The cast was convinced that you and Fionn were in love with each other. Not a day went by when some one wouldn’t say something about it, Harry, Jack and Barry being the worst.
Fionn and you would usually just laugh and brush it aside, but sometimes it got to you.
Today was worse than usual.
The whole cast and crew had to move into a local hotel due to a wicked storm coming down the coast. You had been stuck in the hotel for a day now, so everyone was growing bored.
After breakfast this morning, Jack and Barry suggested that everyone hang out in their adjoining rooms that afternoon.
Everyone had agreed, having nothing better to do. So here you all were, eating junk food and drinking the day away.
Pretty quickly the topic of conversation had switched from music and films to everyone’s favorite one; your and Fionn’s relationship status.
“You guys seriously can’t sit there and tell me that nothing’s ever happened between you two.” Tom GC randomly stated, causing all attention to turn to you and Fionn. The both of you were cuddled into a chair, making everyone look at you with amusement.
“Not this again.” You groaned, head falling back into Fionn’s chest in frustration. “We’re just friends! We’ve only ever been best friends.”
“Doesn’t mean you always will be friends.” Harry stated, a smirk growing on his face. “I mean if I were Fionn, I know I’d have less than decent thoughts with you around all the time.”
Harry never got to finish his sentence for
Fionn had flung himself off the couch, throwing a hand over Harry’s mouth.
“You finish that sentence and I swear to god I’ll kill you.” Fionn snarled, glaring harshly at Harry. Harry’s eyes were dancing with glee, laughing against Fionn’s hand.
“And what exactly did Fionn say?” Cillian questioned, a slight glare on his face. He wanted you and Fionn together as much as everyone else, but he still saw you as a sister and in turn became a bit protective.
“Oh come on grandpa, let the kids be.” Tom Hardy joked, slapping Cillian on the shoulder.
“You call me grandpa one more time and I’ll shove my hand up your ass.” Cillian threatened, shooting daggers at his friend.
“Kinky.” He responded with a wink, making most of the other people in the room laugh.
“I didn’t say anything!” Fionn defended, a frown on his face as he shook his head at Harry.
“Sure you didn’t mate.” Harry teased once Fionn had moved his hand, but he didn’t speak another word about it.
“It’s alrigh’ for ye two to admit it ye know. We all know ye two like each other, so stop torturin’ us and jus’ get together.” Jack spoke up, causing nods around the room.
“We don’t like each other!” You and Fionn shouted in sync, both of you wincing in response.
“You both just winced like you’d been slapped. I’d say your both just hiding it from the other.” Aneurin stated like it was obvious, earning glares from both you and Fionn.
Fionn settled down next to you again, wrapping an arm around your shoulder subconsciously.
“See! ‘Friends’ don’ just do stuff like tha’! Stop fuckin’ messin’ around and just bloody admit it already!” Barry shouted, pointing an accusing finger towards the two of you.
“OTP OTP OTP!” Tom GC and Jack shouted, high-fiving each other proudly.
“You all drive me fucking bonkers!” You shouted, jumping out of the chair in anger. “Fionn and I are just friends! Now leave it the fuck alone!”
You stormed out of the room then, leaving eight stunned boys behind you. Fionn was the only person who had ever seen you get angry, and even then he’d never seen you lose it like that.
The truth was that you really did have feelings for Fionn, but you knew he didn’t have any for you. It sometimes hurt when the guys would mess around about it, only for Fionn to deny it.
“Y/N? Can I come in?” Fionn questioned from the other side of your door a few moments later, making you sigh. You went over to the door, opening it and turning back into the room. “Are you alright love?”
“I’m sorry I freaked like that. It just gets to me sometimes.” You told him, allowing him to pull you into a hug.
“How about you just tell each other the truth and we wouldn’t have to bug you.” Tom Hardy spoke from the doorway, causing you both to look over.
All of the boys were at the door, before they slammed in shut. You rushed to the door, trying to open it.
“It’s blocked!” You moaned in frustration, banging your head against the door.
“Open the damn door!” Fionn shouted, slamming a hand against the wood.
“You can yell at us all you want! We’re not letting you two out until you stop acting like you aren’t in love with each other!” Aneurin responded, causing you to let out a round of threats.
5 minutes later you were pacing the floor, continuing to mutter threats under your breath. Fionn was just watching you silently, a contemplative look on his face.
“Would it really be such a bad thing?” Fionn asked suddenly, cutting you off mid-rant. You turned towards him, confusion replacing your irritation.
“Would being in a relationship with me really be such a bad thing?” He replied boldly, walking confidently towards you. Words failed you for a moment, eyes widening.
“I-um, is that what you want? A relationship? Like a romantic one?” You stammered, cheeks reddening ever so slightly as he stared down at you.
“It is actually, it’s been something I’ve wanted for a while now. But the question is, is that what you want?” He questioned, his voice taking on a husky tone. You swallowed harshly, hands clenching into fists at your sides.
“What if it is?” You replied coyly, trying to calm your frantic heart. Fionn simply smirked, his mouth crashing into yours.
Kissing Fionn was the greatest sensation in the world. His lips moved with yours as if he’d had them memorized for years, and his hands skillfully traced up and down your sides, sending tingles throughout your body.
If you had known how good he would feel, you would have done this years ago.
You were startled apart moments later when seven bodies crashed into the room. The boys took one look at your position, before cheers sounded throughout the room.
“If I wasn’ so damn happy righ’ now I’d slap ye two fer takin’ so long!” Jack exclaimed, clapping Fionn on the back happily.
“You and I are going to have a nice chat tomorrow, but I’ll let you have tonight.” Cillian threatened Fionn, but there was a wide smile on his face. Harry was laughing loudly, causing everyone to look at him curiously.
“Now you don’t have to just fantasize about ripping her clothes off mate, you can actually do it.”
Me, internally: In the Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, John Gabriel Utterson has live with knowing that both of his best friends are dead. He was the lawyer to both of them but still the death of Robert (Hastie) Lanyon was still so sudden and out of the blue, he couldn’t save Dr. Lanyon. Then he has to live with knowing he was seconds too late to save Henry Jekyll. This is all canon by book standards. Not to mention, Lanyon doesn’t exist in the musical but Utterson does. Mr. Utterson is forced to shoot Dr. Jekyll six times, killing him. In the Wedding Reception, after Henry is shot, you can hear John drop his gun and cry “Oh my God! No!” In every adaptation, John Gabriel Utterson is forced to watch his best friends die.